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Summary- There is a legend of a Vampire, who kills everyone he meets. A Vampire who never felt compassion. His name, Kenshin Himura. He is known as the Battousai and this.. is his story of learning Compassion. And maybe, falling in love.
(_) AN
:_: What the Charactor is Reading
"_" Talking
'_' Thoughts
*_* Sounds or sudden noises
I've gotten a better responce from my chapters then I thought I would! Thank you all! Sorry for not telling you all earlier. This story will not kept everyone in charactor. There will be times when they act just like they would in the show, then other times they will act completely different. I hope that clears it up.
Sorry for all those who want them all in charactor. It's rather hard to do when they all have completely different pasts and in a different sitution then they are in the show.
I hope you all understand. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Learning Compassion
Part Three- Unforgotten Past
The Battousai stacked the now empty bowls on the dusty counter. The childern had eaten their full, and were napping in the room. He looked over at their sleeping forms. Their chests rising and falling in a pattern. His eyes wandered straight to Kaoru, who was also lightly snoring. He nearly chuckled at that. The child was an odd one. He had never, in over 100 years met anyone like her. She was speacail and he knew it.
He sighed before turning. He walked over to the wall and sat down. He leaned his back against the dustey wall. The whole house was so dusty, he was surprised the childern sometimes went five to twn minutes without sneezing. He wouldn't be surprised if they suddenly never stopped sneezing from all the dust.
He pulled out his shealth and let it rest against his shoulder. His right foot, was positioned under his left leg. His left leg was infront of him, with the knee bent so the bottom on his foot touched the ground. He often sat like this. He could easily get up for an attack at will from this position. Even if he was feared and in an old cottage that he wouldn't have even found if not for the childern's laughes, he was still in caution mode.
He closed his eyes and let his head fall, into what looked like a bowed position. He held his head there, and closed his eyes. He listened to the soft snores that Kaoru was letting out. They pulled him into sleep.
~Dream/Flash back~
Flashes of red mixed with red appeared before his eyes. He looked up, seeing a sky. The clouds were dark and the sun was hiden. Lightening struck down from the sky. It hit the ground near him, but he could not feel it. All he felt was a single drop of rain. He raised his hand and touched the dropplet. He pulled his hand back and looked at it. The rain was not water, but blood.
The Battousai looked up again, only to be pulled by a strange force. He turned his head to look directly infront of him. There, was a woman. She had dark hair. About as black as Tomoe's hair. She had a slightly tanned face that was shaped into an oval. She was a real beauty. A woman in her prime. But, she was sobbing.
The Battousai walked over to the woman to see why she was sobbing so hard. There, he spotted her cause of grief. It was the person she was clutching. It was a dead man. He had been sliced nearly in half by a blade. His eyes still wide open in shock. He was thin man, with rich, blue eyes. They were now empty and dull. For some odd reason, this made the Battousai sad for the man's passing. He did not know this man... did he?
Lightening struck again, this time lighting up the couple in grief. That's when the Battousai spotted something. It looked like a bundle of rags, but it was moving. The Battousai, curious, moved towards the rags. The rags moved again. He reached down and moved a few of them over. Inside of the rags was a child. About four or five years of age. He was tiny for his age. His violet eyes, wide open. Tears falling from the boy's eyes. His was sobbing a word. The Battousai could not hear it, so he leaned in.
The boy's voice finally cleared enough for the Battousai to hear what he was saying. "Papa... Papa..."
The Battousai backed away and looked at the couple. The man who is now dead must be the boy's Father. The Battousai was about to turn back to the sobbing boy, when he saw something move from the corner of his eye. It was a shadow. Probably the one who killed the boy's father. The Battousai reached for his Katana, ready to avenge the man's death with his blade. But, there was nothing there. He looked down. His sword were missing.
The Battousai looked around wildly for his sword. His Sword was gone, as if it had never been there at all. He turned to look at the shadow again. The shadow reached out and grabbed the grieving woman. The boy gasped in fear and screamed, "MAMA!"
The Battousai ran towards the shadow and tired to make the shadow let his grip on the woman go, but to no avail. He just went right through the pair. He cursed. "Damn dreams." He knew it was a dream, but that didn't stop the realization of what was truely happening.
This was no mere dream. This was a flash back of when he was a child. The boy, sobbing his father's name and now his mother's, was him. The dead man, was his father and the woman currently being taken, was his mother.
He tried to turn his head from the sight, but something held him there. He wasn't sure if it was the pure sickness of the act or the shock from it that made him not able to turn his head away. The shadow cut off his mother's clothing. He took off his own and took his mother against her will.
This made the Battousai, who had seen just about everything and not once became sick, vomit on the ground. Rage filled his eyes as he tired his dammest to get the creature off his mother. He did everything he could think of to hit the creature, but nothing worked. He then started to beg his younger self to do something!
But, no one could hear his pleas for help. He turned away from the scene just as the vampire bit into his Mother's neck. It was too much even for him. The vampire was making his grieving, raped and beaten mother, his....
The boy, who was his younger self, stood there. His eyes wide in fear and sickness. Dry gags filled his voice and vomit laid on the ground in front of the boy. This was too much for him to bare.
The Battousai knew how he felt. Hell, that was him! This is when he began to hate Vampires within every inch of his being. He hated those things more then anything in the world! They were horrible creatures that didn't even deserve death! They deserved eternal hell and tourment!
His blood was almost boiling with rage and his eyes were a clear amber color. He screamed into the sky a blood shreiking and enraged yell. It let out all of his fustrations and anger.
He stopped that scream once his voice gave out on him. He then turned to just cring. His eyes pouring tears. He turned back to the scene now. The boy was standing up, holding a sword, sobbing.
"I-I'll.. m-ma-make y-yo-you.. p-pay!" He threatened the creature, barely able to hold the sword in his hand.
The creature laughed at him before standing up. He walked over to the boy, who backed up from the creature in pure fear. The creature took another step foward, only to have the blade swung at him. The boy managed to make a decent cut into the creature's left wrist. It was a deep gash and started to bleed as soon as it was made.
The creature howled, before taking a few more steps in anger towards the boy. The boy swung again, but missed the creature. The creature then grabbed the boy's wrist and pulled him off the ground, til their eyes met. He squeezed the boy's wrist, til he let go of the blade. The blade dropped to the ground with a 'Clang' sound. The boy winced as the creature tightened his grip again.
The battousai bared his teeth. He knew what was going to happen next.
The creature punched the boy in the gut, winding the boy. The boy coughed up blood from his mouth, onto the creature's face. The creature smirked and licked the blood away.
"I will make you pay for damaging my wrist you brat!" he said, punching the boy in the gut again, then dropping him from the full height. The boy crumbled on the ground. He held his stomach with both hands, gasping for air. Blood was starting to block his airway. The boy reached out with one hand, towards the dropped blade, only to have his hand stepped on by the vampire. The vampire make a 'tsk' sound to the boy.
"I didn't say you could have that back." He said, picking up the boy. He held the boy by his Gi. The boy looked at the creature with pure hate. His purple eyes now turned into a fierce golden color. It made the Vampire shiver. Even at that young age, he could make people shiver in fear with that look. The vampire wondered for a second if he made a mistake picking this boy's parents to slaughter.
The boy glared heavly at the vampire. "You want blood... you can have mine." He took a deep breath and filled his mouth half-way with his own blood. He reached out and grabbed the vampire's face, tilting the creature's face upwards. He spit all of the blood right into the creature's eyes.
The vampire dropped the boy onto the ground. The boy, this time landed on his feet. He scrambled to get the blade before the vampire recovered. He dove towards the blade and grabbed it. He quickly stood and faced the vampire. His eyes still the piercing golden color.
The creature recovered somewhat. It looked like he was having trouble with his eyes. "YOU FUCKING BRAT! YOU RUINED MY EYES!"
He managed to open one of his eyes, but all the creature could see was a blurred vision of small boy, but strangely, he could make out the boy's amber eyes perfectly. It was as if the boy's eyes glowed. The vampire took a few steps back and tripped over the boy's dead father. His left arm flew back and landed onto the boy's dead mother's face. He cursed. This was going to anger the boy even more. He quickly stood up and tired to back away from the boy.
"You.. You boy.. brat... will regret messing with me.. the great... Enishi!" he shouted at the boy, and took another step back. That was a mistake. The vampire's footing was lost. He fell backwards. There was a clift behind the vampire. It was atleast a 200 foot drop. The vampire fell over the edge.
The boy and the Battousai ran to the edge to look over it. The vampire must have dropped all the way down, for no sounds could be heard.
The boy dropped the blade and turned around. He ran over to his mother and shook her. "Mama... Mama?" His pale and shaking hands shook the dead woman in hopes that she would wake.
The Battousai grieved with the boy. Both were cring openly. The boy more then the Battousai. Then, they both heard it. The sounds of more of those creatures. They turned their heads. There were a few of them. About four.
The boy quickly got to his feet, only to loose his footing. He was all out of strength. His little body could not keep up with the strain of fighting like that. Only his soft cring could be heard for a few seconds, then the creatures walked up to the boy. They bared their fangs to him.
The boy merely stayed on the ground, his eyes closed. He knew this was the end. He had avenged his parent's death and had some time to grieve. He found a power he didn't know he had. He had no regrets. He could leave this world in peace, and be together with his parents in the after life.
The Battousai glared at the vampires, his amber eyes almost glowing in the dark. He knew he couldn't interact with this flash-back, but he didn't give a damn! He would glare at these creatures until their last moments.
The boy gripped the ground, almost sencing the Battousai's feelings of not giving up. He stood on his feet and ran to the blade, cursing himself for dropping it. He picked it up and held in front of him once more.
"Look! The Gaki wants to fight us with that rusty piece of crap! I'd say since he's so cute, we use him to gather more meals." Said a woman. She was the only woman of the four vampires. "The old 'I'm a lost child' always gets them."
They all let out a laugh. "Let's get the Gaki."
That's when the boy glared at them again. His eyes turned to the amber color as he glared at the people. He hated these things. Even if they weren't the ones that killed his parents, they were the same creature! They caused him pain. They made his parents go away. And they... were going to pay.
They all stopped and stared at the glaring boy. Never had anyone seen such eyes. It frightened them.
"I'll do away with you four just as I did the one that killed my parents. *SHINE!" he yelled, running at the vampire creatures with the blade ready to strike them. (*Shine, is a jap. term. it means 'Die' as a command.) He struck the woman first, because he hated her laughter. The way she talked about him as if he were a thing. He sliced at her with his blade. He managed to cut her right leg from the knee almost to her stomach. He turned his position very quickly and struck the next one, who was caught off guard by the boy's speed.
He plunged the blade into the creature's stomach. He pushed it in until the blade came out the other end. He pulled the blade out, nearly lossing his balance in the process. he was about to strike the next creature, when one of them knocked him from behind. The boy fell to the ground with a thud. He dropped the blade to the ground. The woman picked it up and tossed it.
"You won't be needing that anymore, you trouble maker." She said, waving her finger in his face. He tried to bite her finger off, but she pulled away.
"We are the only ones that bite around here kid." Said one of the vampires.
"But not for long." Said a deep, huskey voice. They all turned, only to be torn into little pieces. Blood smeared everywhere around the boy. He stayed on his ground position, not really able to move. He was spent.
"Boy. Can you move?" Asked the man.
The Battousai, who had just been watching everything knew exactly who the man was. It was his Master. "Hito!"
The boy groaned in pain. Every part of his body hurt. Muscles he didn't even know he had ached in pain. His foot was acting on it's own and was twitching.
"I take that as a yes." He said, cleaning his blade. He put it away. "If you want a place to stay for the rest of tonight, follow me."
The man walked over, expecting the boy to follow. The boy managed to sit up, but didn't follow. It wasn't because he couldn't, it was because he didn't want to. He didn't want to leave his parents. Not like this...
The boy wiped his tear stained face, then started to dig.
At the sound of something moving behind him other then little feet, the man, Hito, turned around. The boy was digging? He looked at the two dead people laying next to each other. One was defiled, which was the woman, and the other was nearly sliced in half.
'The boy's parents. He's making graves for them.' Hito thought to himself. He walked over to the boy and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's alright boy. You can bury them tomorrow when you have more strength."
"Iie." The boy answered. He continued his digging. "I must bury them now. I will not have animals picking at their bodies, nor any of those creatures draining their blood."
The man known as Hito, nodded. "I understand. When you are ready to have to leave, I will be over there. " He pointed. The boy glanced up to see where he was pointing. "Come to me when you are done."
The boy nodded, then continued his digging.
The master sighed as he sat down. He knew this was a task for the boy to do alone. He would not make the boy stop, nor force the boy to do anything against his will. He would merely watch and make sure none of those creatures harmed the boy. That was all he could do.
The Battousai watched the boy for awhile, until the boy fell asleep. The boy had dug enough for both his parents. He fell asleep while he was dragging his father to the grave. Well, he didn't fall asleep. He fainted. Hito watched the boy fall limp. He got up and walked over to the boy. He placed the two people into the grave. Next he covered it with dirt. He then walked over to the boy. He picked him up and wrapped his long cape around the boy and carried him away.
The Battousai watched the small bit of effection that Hito showed towards him. He wondered how he could see this when he never remembered it? There was no way he could be able to tell if Hito did what he just did. Maybe it was his mind guessing? Or rather hoping for this to be true. Hito would never show effection.... would he?
The battousai shook his head. He was acting strangely again. Before he could jerk himself awake, he felt the force pull him again. He was pulled into another scene from his childhood.
"Shinta! SHINTA! DAMMIT BOY! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" Shouted a voice that was demanding and deep. It came from a rather tall man with braod shoulders. His black hair was drapped down his back and pulled into a low pony-tail. His bangs barely grazed the tops of his eyes. His face, stern but young looking. He looked maybe 29. If that. His white cape drapped down from shoulder armor, down to his ankles. A jug of Sake hanging on his belt. A Katana in his hand, held strenly as he called for the boy named 'Shinta'.
"Coming Master Hito!" Called out a young voice. It was his own. It was the Battousai's. The Battousai knew it as soon as he heard it. He was standing on the side-lines, watching everything happen. A boy came into view. He was carring two large buckets of water in each hand. His red hair stuck to his face because of all the sweat his body was producing. His purple eyes, lively, even though he was tired. Determination in them. His hands full of sores and blisters. His hands were also bleeding in a few places. Probably from the blisters opening. His dark blue gi clung to him like a second skin because of the sweat. Small blood stains were coated on the boy's Gi.
His sandal's worn down so much so, that it could not protect his feet at all. The Battousai, shifted in his stance because of this. He remembered the pain those worn out sandal's caused him.
The boy ran all the way to his Master, careful not to let even a single drop of water fall from the bucket. He placed the bucket's in front of his master and bowed. His Master looked at the bucket's full of water. Blood was dropped into the buckets from the boy's hand. Blood was soaked into the ropes that went around the buckets as handles.
The Master kicked over both buckets and looked at the boy's slightly shocked face. "You spilled blood in them. Go, and fetch CLEAN water."
The boy grudgly picked up the buckets. He had half a mind to yell at the Master, but held himself back. He knew better then that.
"Shinta. I didn't say now. Place the buckets down and wash your hands." He ordered the boy.
The boy nearly jumped for joy, or he tried too. Hard to tell. He was so tired. He quickly obeyed the Master's new orders. he dipped his hands into the cool water of the near-by stream. Blood washed off as he let them soak for a few minutes. He never thought cold water would feel so good!
"SHINTA! I DIDN'T SAY TAKE ALL DAY! GET BACK HERE!" He yelled at his pupil.
"HAI MASTER!" Shinta yelled back, quickly getting up and running all the way back to his master. He bowed at his Master, before looking the tall man in the eyes. "Hai?"
"Now, it's time for your favorite training." he started, earning a small groan from his pupil. "Meet me by the waterfall."
"Hai hai." The boy said with a slight groan. The Master glared at the boy. "Master Hito."
"Better. Now, Baka. Go, fetch the water and this time don't get blood in the bucket. Then, meet me by the waterfall. I'll add an extra hour to our training because of your complaining." Said the Master and with that, he turned on his heel and left the boy to do what he was ordered.
Shinta stared for a few seconds, blinking stupidly. Then he kicked the dirt. "Damn. Master Hito got me again."
The Battousai remembered all of this very well. He got his Master back for that when he knocked the Man's favorite bottle of Sake onto the ground during a fight and broke it. The Master was well pasted pissed off with him, but he didn't care. He had gotten the man back.
The Battousai felt like he was being pulled. He turned around to see what was there. Another scene was playing out for the Battousai's eyes to watch. It was of his past. A memory he would rather forget.
*SLASH!*
The creature fell to the ground with a dull thud. It's blood spilled across the ground, being soaked with the water around them. It was raining, but the Battousai didn't get wet from his position.
The Boy standing over the dead body was himself. At the age of 13. This was his first kill. It nearly broke him to watch such violence. After years of killing after this one, he now had the stomach to watch people die. The Battousai looked at his younger self.
He was just a few inches shorter then his height right now. His had two Katana's on his belt. One was longer then the other. The short one was used as both a short distance battle, or a back-up. The longer sword was used almost always.
His magenta Gi was sprinkled with blood. At that point, the Battousai wondered if his Gi's were ever free of blood. The boy's red hair was tied into a high pony-tail. His bangs graced his high cheek. The boy swung his sword with enough force to make the blood come off of the blade, cleaning it. He then went to put away his sword, only to be attacked from behind.
The boy moved in time, but was marked by the blade on his cheek. Blood dripped from the open wound. The boy payed no mind to the wound, only surviving this fight. The person before him, was not a man. It was a woman! She held somewhat, high classed beauty. She wore the usual Gi, but with an under gi to conceal her chest from view. Her Katana raised and ready for more blood. She brung it back and licked the blood from the blade.
"I taste fear." She said with a slightly huskey voice. She was a Vampire.
"I fear nothing, Vampire." The boy answered back to the female. He raised his own Katana. "I am the Battousai. I am fear."
The Vampire chuckled at the boy. "You are Fear itself? A great Battousai?"
The boy did not speak, but used his swift speed to his advantage. He brought his blade down onto the Vampire's head. She blocked it with her Katana. "It is no use Boy."
The boy jumped back, getting ready to attack the woman one more time. He knew he could defeat her. She wasn't as skilled as he was. She just had a bit more speed then he did. That was all.
"A boy is never as good as his mother." Said the creature.
The boy's eyes opened wide in shock. "What do you know about my mother?!" he clentched his teeth. How dare a creature talk about his mother like she knew her! How dare she!
"Because." She answered, turning her blade, getting ready to strike again. "I am your mother."
That shocked him to the core. The Battousai knew it already. he was fighting his mother as a vampire. His mother was turned into a vampire that one night. When the Vampire Enishi tripped, his bloody wrist fell ontop of her mouth. His blood slipped into her mouth making her a vampire.
The Battousai nearly cried out. Why was this happening? Why was his past suddenly coming back to hunt him like this? He didn't want to finish this scene!
"NOOOOO!!" He yelled before the scene could finish.
~~~End of Dream/Flash Back~~~
The Battousai opened his eyes widely, only to find swirls of different tints of blue, eyes looking at him. Concern was hidden within the eyes, the Battousai registered before anything else.
He nearly pulled his Katana out and slaughtered the person who dared to get that close to him, when he noticed where he was and who it was that was looking at him.
"Himura-Sami? Are you alright? You look like you were having a nightmare." Kaoru said to him.
"I'm fine Kaoru-Dono. Just a bad dream." he answered to the young girl. She frowned at him, as if she didn't believe him. He now took notice of where she really was. She was sitting him his lap. His sword was removed from his being and placed across the room. It was out of the reach of Yahiko, who was vainly tring to get the sword down with a stick. To his luck, the stick broke when it made contact with the shealth.
Kaoru stared at him with her big blue eyes. "I don't believe you. You're bleeding." She pointed to his face. he reached up a hand and touched the scar. It was infact bleeding.
It happened whenever he had these flash backs. He payed no mind to it now and looked at Kaoru. "I'm alright. What time is it?"
"It's night time, Himura-Sami. You slept all day!" She whined, as if he missed something really important. "I was going to wake you up, but you looked so peaceful, so I didn't. Then, you started to mumble things and your scar started to bleed. I didn't want you to have a nightmare."
The Battousai put a hand on Kaoru's head. "It's alright now Kaoru-Dono. I'm awake. Why don't you fetch Misao and Yahiko? I'll make you all some dinner before I go out for awhile."
Her eyes widen. "Where are you going Himura-Sami?"
"Just to the local Taloon. I'll be back before you know it. Then, maybe.. I'll even play that game you were talking about earlier." He said to her, making her eyes light up. She nodded happily, then bounced off the fetch Misao and Yahiko. Misao was outside and Yahiko just stepped outside.
He started to worry. With all the vampires around here, the childern could easily be taken. He may not be human anymore, but he still had some emotions left. Not much, but some.
A scream brought him to his feet. It was Misao's voice, followed by a shout from Kaoru. He ran to his sword and picked it up, then using his god-like speed, ran out of the house into the surrounding forrest. He stopped when he made out four shadows. Three of them being childern and one big one, being an adult.
The adult was a vampire. He had Misao by her colar. She kicked the creature in the face, shouting at him to let her go. Kaoru was hanging onto his leg, biting him. Yahiko was throwing rocks and sticks at the creature's head. If it weren't life threatening, the Battousai would have laughed at the vampire's position.
He took out his sword and glared at the vampire. "Let them go." He warned the vampire with a stern voice. Kaoru stopped bitting the man's leg and looked at him. Her eyes were wide.
"Him..Himura-sami?" She questioned, looking at the amber-eyed man infront of her. She had never been afraid of Himura before, but this look... it scared her somewhat. But she knew that he wasn't angry at her. He was angry at the bad man who was hurting her friend.
The vampire glared back at the Battousai. "And who are you suppose to be?"
"The Battousai." He answered sternly. The vampire gasped. "Let them go or else."
The vampire dropped Misao. Misao kicked the man in the shin for good messure before running behind Himura's legs. Yahiko also ran behind Himura. Kaoru, stood her ground and glared at the vampire. The Battousai was impressed with the girl's courage, but was also pissed that she wouldn't move out of the way.
"Kaoru-Dono. Take the others and go to the house. NOW!" He commanded. Kaoru pouted towards him, before obeying. She grabbed Yahiko's hand and lead him and Misao back to the house.
"Has the Battousai grown soft for those childern?" the vampire asked with a snicker.
"Maybe. Demo, you won't be around to tell anyone." He said, running to the vampire and slicing him in half. He then cleaned his blade and walked back to the house.
When he got inside, the childern ran up to him.
"Himura-Sami. What happened to the bad man?" Yahiko asked him.
Misao and Yahiko tugged on his pant legs. Kaoru simply gave him a smile from her seat.
"I told him to leave you alone. He agreed and left." He lied to the childern. "Demo, don't go that way anymore, or go outside at nightfall. I don't want any bad guys getting you again."
They all nodded. "We'll be careful from now on Himura-Sami." Said Misao.
"Besides, we shouldn't go outside at all! Okiha-San is still searching for us." Yahiko blurted out. Misao knocked him on the head.
"Yahiko-Chan! You baka!" She commented to him.
Yahiko started sobbing from the soft blow to his head. The Battousai nearly groaned. What a whinner. Then, he remembered what Yahiko just said. "Who is Okiha-San?"
Kaoru sighed. "He's the man from the placement of childern. He's from the government. We don't want to be seperated from each other. That's why we don't tell anyone we are here and we stay close to here."
"Demo, how did you end up here?" The Battousai questioned. Their sad looks said it all. The Battousai suddenly remembered something that happened about a month ago in Kyoto. Part of the place was over-run by vampires. They all went on a killing streak, but it was rumored that they didn't kill any of the childern. They merely made them into slaves. These could be the survivors of that attack. "The Va-.. I mean Bad men, took away your parents didn't they?"
They all nodded. Misao started sobbing along with Yahiko. Kaoru held back her tears.
"Gomen. I wish I could help." Said the Battousai with all respects to the childern. They had been throught about the same thing he was through when he was a child. They had their parents killed by vampires. It was too common now adays for childern to be parentless.
He tilted his head to the side in a thoughtful way, tring to make the childern stop cring. He did the one thing that was sure to make them all stop cring. He saw the same log he nearly tripped over a few times today. He sighed. Anything to get them to stop cring. He walked over to it and tripped on purpose over to log. He let out an 'Oro' as he did.
When he hit the ground, the childern looked at him. Then, their faces started to lighten up before they all started laughing. The Battousai sat up and rubbing his head. It didn't hurt that much, but it did hurt. He looked at the laughing childern. He almsot sighed again.
'When did I become such a weakling that I hurt myself to make childern laugh?' He asked himself. He looked over at the laughing Kaoru. He almost smiled. He knew that he would do anything to see that child laugh and be happy. He didn't know why, but... he had a feeling about her.
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Yumi woke up to the chripping of the night creatures outside of the taloon. She sat up and looked at her wounds. Her ankle was already healing nicely. One gain about being a vampire, you heal very fast. She looked around to find herself in the same place as Shishio had placed her. The door was cracked open, with light shinning in from the Taloon.
A figure walked into the room. It was Shishio. He came to her side and sat down. "How do you feel?"
"Bored. Stiff. Burnt." She said, trying to un-knot her muscles. Her leg had a cramp in it. She reached down and started to deeply rub into the muscle, tring to stop the pain from traveling up her leg. She could take the pain, but if she didn't have to, she wouldn't. Her muscle was contracting in an odd manner.
Shishio saw her struggle to stop the muscle from contracting. He reached forward and started to message the area for her instead of her tring to reach there herself. Yumi pulled her hands back and let him work on her leg.
Shishio, this time, didn't miss the little sensations that traveled in his body where he made contact with Yumi. He didn't let this bother him in his work though.
"Where is Tomoe-San?" Yumi questioned, tring to fight the sudden urge to show Shishio what she was really made of.
"I sent her ahead to the area near Kyoto to settle a few vampire problems. I also sent Jiro-san with her. He's better then nothing." Shishio said, also glad he had something to distract him from the sensations.
"Nani? Then who is running the Taloon?" Yumi questioned. It's not that she was worried about the stinky old place, it's just that she now had something to talk about.
"I am." He answered. She just looked at him. "Nani? You think I can't run this place?"
"Exactly. You can't even pour Sake, let alone run the whole Taloon." She said, rolling her eyes at Shishio.
He frowned at her. "I can too, Yumi-San. It can't be that hard." Then he thought for a second. He completely forgot about the customers in the other room. "I'll be right back." He quickly got up to give the drinks he left on the counter to the forgotten customers.
Yumi sighed. "Men."
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I did a quick update. Sorry for the chapter being short! Well, short compared to the last chapter. I meant for it to be longer but I wanted to update before I went on vacation. I'm going to visit my grandparents for awhile. They don't have a computer. So, I figured I'd hurry with this chapter so you all didn't have to wait so long for the next update.
Sorry for the mispelled words. I'll correct them when I get back from vacation! Just leave me a note in the review the mispelled words and I'll correct them. Thank you!! Please review!
Jap. Terms for those who don't know.
Gi-The name for a jap. shirt
Eto..:Ummm... huh..
Hai-Yes
Iie-No
Demo-But, However
kisama-Bastard
Gaki- rugrat, anklebiter, little person
Oi-Hey (Some people say it's translated into 'Wow'. Though, I'm not sure. I'm pretty positive it's 'Hey'.)
Nani-What?
Arigato- thank you
sayonara-Good bye
Name endings.
-San :It's basically like saying Mr. or Miss. or Mrs. It's used for someone you respect.
-Chan :Friends use it. Kinda like a pet name. Or little.
-Sami :Used for Gods, or highly respected people. Lords, Masters, etc...
-Dono :Princess.
Summary- There is a legend of a Vampire, who kills everyone he meets. A Vampire who never felt compassion. His name, Kenshin Himura. He is known as the Battousai and this.. is his story of learning Compassion. And maybe, falling in love.
(_) AN
:_: What the Charactor is Reading
"_" Talking
'_' Thoughts
*_* Sounds or sudden noises
I've gotten a better responce from my chapters then I thought I would! Thank you all! Sorry for not telling you all earlier. This story will not kept everyone in charactor. There will be times when they act just like they would in the show, then other times they will act completely different. I hope that clears it up.
Sorry for all those who want them all in charactor. It's rather hard to do when they all have completely different pasts and in a different sitution then they are in the show.
I hope you all understand. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Learning Compassion
Part Three- Unforgotten Past
The Battousai stacked the now empty bowls on the dusty counter. The childern had eaten their full, and were napping in the room. He looked over at their sleeping forms. Their chests rising and falling in a pattern. His eyes wandered straight to Kaoru, who was also lightly snoring. He nearly chuckled at that. The child was an odd one. He had never, in over 100 years met anyone like her. She was speacail and he knew it.
He sighed before turning. He walked over to the wall and sat down. He leaned his back against the dustey wall. The whole house was so dusty, he was surprised the childern sometimes went five to twn minutes without sneezing. He wouldn't be surprised if they suddenly never stopped sneezing from all the dust.
He pulled out his shealth and let it rest against his shoulder. His right foot, was positioned under his left leg. His left leg was infront of him, with the knee bent so the bottom on his foot touched the ground. He often sat like this. He could easily get up for an attack at will from this position. Even if he was feared and in an old cottage that he wouldn't have even found if not for the childern's laughes, he was still in caution mode.
He closed his eyes and let his head fall, into what looked like a bowed position. He held his head there, and closed his eyes. He listened to the soft snores that Kaoru was letting out. They pulled him into sleep.
~Dream/Flash back~
Flashes of red mixed with red appeared before his eyes. He looked up, seeing a sky. The clouds were dark and the sun was hiden. Lightening struck down from the sky. It hit the ground near him, but he could not feel it. All he felt was a single drop of rain. He raised his hand and touched the dropplet. He pulled his hand back and looked at it. The rain was not water, but blood.
The Battousai looked up again, only to be pulled by a strange force. He turned his head to look directly infront of him. There, was a woman. She had dark hair. About as black as Tomoe's hair. She had a slightly tanned face that was shaped into an oval. She was a real beauty. A woman in her prime. But, she was sobbing.
The Battousai walked over to the woman to see why she was sobbing so hard. There, he spotted her cause of grief. It was the person she was clutching. It was a dead man. He had been sliced nearly in half by a blade. His eyes still wide open in shock. He was thin man, with rich, blue eyes. They were now empty and dull. For some odd reason, this made the Battousai sad for the man's passing. He did not know this man... did he?
Lightening struck again, this time lighting up the couple in grief. That's when the Battousai spotted something. It looked like a bundle of rags, but it was moving. The Battousai, curious, moved towards the rags. The rags moved again. He reached down and moved a few of them over. Inside of the rags was a child. About four or five years of age. He was tiny for his age. His violet eyes, wide open. Tears falling from the boy's eyes. His was sobbing a word. The Battousai could not hear it, so he leaned in.
The boy's voice finally cleared enough for the Battousai to hear what he was saying. "Papa... Papa..."
The Battousai backed away and looked at the couple. The man who is now dead must be the boy's Father. The Battousai was about to turn back to the sobbing boy, when he saw something move from the corner of his eye. It was a shadow. Probably the one who killed the boy's father. The Battousai reached for his Katana, ready to avenge the man's death with his blade. But, there was nothing there. He looked down. His sword were missing.
The Battousai looked around wildly for his sword. His Sword was gone, as if it had never been there at all. He turned to look at the shadow again. The shadow reached out and grabbed the grieving woman. The boy gasped in fear and screamed, "MAMA!"
The Battousai ran towards the shadow and tired to make the shadow let his grip on the woman go, but to no avail. He just went right through the pair. He cursed. "Damn dreams." He knew it was a dream, but that didn't stop the realization of what was truely happening.
This was no mere dream. This was a flash back of when he was a child. The boy, sobbing his father's name and now his mother's, was him. The dead man, was his father and the woman currently being taken, was his mother.
He tried to turn his head from the sight, but something held him there. He wasn't sure if it was the pure sickness of the act or the shock from it that made him not able to turn his head away. The shadow cut off his mother's clothing. He took off his own and took his mother against her will.
This made the Battousai, who had seen just about everything and not once became sick, vomit on the ground. Rage filled his eyes as he tired his dammest to get the creature off his mother. He did everything he could think of to hit the creature, but nothing worked. He then started to beg his younger self to do something!
But, no one could hear his pleas for help. He turned away from the scene just as the vampire bit into his Mother's neck. It was too much even for him. The vampire was making his grieving, raped and beaten mother, his....
The boy, who was his younger self, stood there. His eyes wide in fear and sickness. Dry gags filled his voice and vomit laid on the ground in front of the boy. This was too much for him to bare.
The Battousai knew how he felt. Hell, that was him! This is when he began to hate Vampires within every inch of his being. He hated those things more then anything in the world! They were horrible creatures that didn't even deserve death! They deserved eternal hell and tourment!
His blood was almost boiling with rage and his eyes were a clear amber color. He screamed into the sky a blood shreiking and enraged yell. It let out all of his fustrations and anger.
He stopped that scream once his voice gave out on him. He then turned to just cring. His eyes pouring tears. He turned back to the scene now. The boy was standing up, holding a sword, sobbing.
"I-I'll.. m-ma-make y-yo-you.. p-pay!" He threatened the creature, barely able to hold the sword in his hand.
The creature laughed at him before standing up. He walked over to the boy, who backed up from the creature in pure fear. The creature took another step foward, only to have the blade swung at him. The boy managed to make a decent cut into the creature's left wrist. It was a deep gash and started to bleed as soon as it was made.
The creature howled, before taking a few more steps in anger towards the boy. The boy swung again, but missed the creature. The creature then grabbed the boy's wrist and pulled him off the ground, til their eyes met. He squeezed the boy's wrist, til he let go of the blade. The blade dropped to the ground with a 'Clang' sound. The boy winced as the creature tightened his grip again.
The battousai bared his teeth. He knew what was going to happen next.
The creature punched the boy in the gut, winding the boy. The boy coughed up blood from his mouth, onto the creature's face. The creature smirked and licked the blood away.
"I will make you pay for damaging my wrist you brat!" he said, punching the boy in the gut again, then dropping him from the full height. The boy crumbled on the ground. He held his stomach with both hands, gasping for air. Blood was starting to block his airway. The boy reached out with one hand, towards the dropped blade, only to have his hand stepped on by the vampire. The vampire make a 'tsk' sound to the boy.
"I didn't say you could have that back." He said, picking up the boy. He held the boy by his Gi. The boy looked at the creature with pure hate. His purple eyes now turned into a fierce golden color. It made the Vampire shiver. Even at that young age, he could make people shiver in fear with that look. The vampire wondered for a second if he made a mistake picking this boy's parents to slaughter.
The boy glared heavly at the vampire. "You want blood... you can have mine." He took a deep breath and filled his mouth half-way with his own blood. He reached out and grabbed the vampire's face, tilting the creature's face upwards. He spit all of the blood right into the creature's eyes.
The vampire dropped the boy onto the ground. The boy, this time landed on his feet. He scrambled to get the blade before the vampire recovered. He dove towards the blade and grabbed it. He quickly stood and faced the vampire. His eyes still the piercing golden color.
The creature recovered somewhat. It looked like he was having trouble with his eyes. "YOU FUCKING BRAT! YOU RUINED MY EYES!"
He managed to open one of his eyes, but all the creature could see was a blurred vision of small boy, but strangely, he could make out the boy's amber eyes perfectly. It was as if the boy's eyes glowed. The vampire took a few steps back and tripped over the boy's dead father. His left arm flew back and landed onto the boy's dead mother's face. He cursed. This was going to anger the boy even more. He quickly stood up and tired to back away from the boy.
"You.. You boy.. brat... will regret messing with me.. the great... Enishi!" he shouted at the boy, and took another step back. That was a mistake. The vampire's footing was lost. He fell backwards. There was a clift behind the vampire. It was atleast a 200 foot drop. The vampire fell over the edge.
The boy and the Battousai ran to the edge to look over it. The vampire must have dropped all the way down, for no sounds could be heard.
The boy dropped the blade and turned around. He ran over to his mother and shook her. "Mama... Mama?" His pale and shaking hands shook the dead woman in hopes that she would wake.
The Battousai grieved with the boy. Both were cring openly. The boy more then the Battousai. Then, they both heard it. The sounds of more of those creatures. They turned their heads. There were a few of them. About four.
The boy quickly got to his feet, only to loose his footing. He was all out of strength. His little body could not keep up with the strain of fighting like that. Only his soft cring could be heard for a few seconds, then the creatures walked up to the boy. They bared their fangs to him.
The boy merely stayed on the ground, his eyes closed. He knew this was the end. He had avenged his parent's death and had some time to grieve. He found a power he didn't know he had. He had no regrets. He could leave this world in peace, and be together with his parents in the after life.
The Battousai glared at the vampires, his amber eyes almost glowing in the dark. He knew he couldn't interact with this flash-back, but he didn't give a damn! He would glare at these creatures until their last moments.
The boy gripped the ground, almost sencing the Battousai's feelings of not giving up. He stood on his feet and ran to the blade, cursing himself for dropping it. He picked it up and held in front of him once more.
"Look! The Gaki wants to fight us with that rusty piece of crap! I'd say since he's so cute, we use him to gather more meals." Said a woman. She was the only woman of the four vampires. "The old 'I'm a lost child' always gets them."
They all let out a laugh. "Let's get the Gaki."
That's when the boy glared at them again. His eyes turned to the amber color as he glared at the people. He hated these things. Even if they weren't the ones that killed his parents, they were the same creature! They caused him pain. They made his parents go away. And they... were going to pay.
They all stopped and stared at the glaring boy. Never had anyone seen such eyes. It frightened them.
"I'll do away with you four just as I did the one that killed my parents. *SHINE!" he yelled, running at the vampire creatures with the blade ready to strike them. (*Shine, is a jap. term. it means 'Die' as a command.) He struck the woman first, because he hated her laughter. The way she talked about him as if he were a thing. He sliced at her with his blade. He managed to cut her right leg from the knee almost to her stomach. He turned his position very quickly and struck the next one, who was caught off guard by the boy's speed.
He plunged the blade into the creature's stomach. He pushed it in until the blade came out the other end. He pulled the blade out, nearly lossing his balance in the process. he was about to strike the next creature, when one of them knocked him from behind. The boy fell to the ground with a thud. He dropped the blade to the ground. The woman picked it up and tossed it.
"You won't be needing that anymore, you trouble maker." She said, waving her finger in his face. He tried to bite her finger off, but she pulled away.
"We are the only ones that bite around here kid." Said one of the vampires.
"But not for long." Said a deep, huskey voice. They all turned, only to be torn into little pieces. Blood smeared everywhere around the boy. He stayed on his ground position, not really able to move. He was spent.
"Boy. Can you move?" Asked the man.
The Battousai, who had just been watching everything knew exactly who the man was. It was his Master. "Hito!"
The boy groaned in pain. Every part of his body hurt. Muscles he didn't even know he had ached in pain. His foot was acting on it's own and was twitching.
"I take that as a yes." He said, cleaning his blade. He put it away. "If you want a place to stay for the rest of tonight, follow me."
The man walked over, expecting the boy to follow. The boy managed to sit up, but didn't follow. It wasn't because he couldn't, it was because he didn't want to. He didn't want to leave his parents. Not like this...
The boy wiped his tear stained face, then started to dig.
At the sound of something moving behind him other then little feet, the man, Hito, turned around. The boy was digging? He looked at the two dead people laying next to each other. One was defiled, which was the woman, and the other was nearly sliced in half.
'The boy's parents. He's making graves for them.' Hito thought to himself. He walked over to the boy and placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's alright boy. You can bury them tomorrow when you have more strength."
"Iie." The boy answered. He continued his digging. "I must bury them now. I will not have animals picking at their bodies, nor any of those creatures draining their blood."
The man known as Hito, nodded. "I understand. When you are ready to have to leave, I will be over there. " He pointed. The boy glanced up to see where he was pointing. "Come to me when you are done."
The boy nodded, then continued his digging.
The master sighed as he sat down. He knew this was a task for the boy to do alone. He would not make the boy stop, nor force the boy to do anything against his will. He would merely watch and make sure none of those creatures harmed the boy. That was all he could do.
The Battousai watched the boy for awhile, until the boy fell asleep. The boy had dug enough for both his parents. He fell asleep while he was dragging his father to the grave. Well, he didn't fall asleep. He fainted. Hito watched the boy fall limp. He got up and walked over to the boy. He placed the two people into the grave. Next he covered it with dirt. He then walked over to the boy. He picked him up and wrapped his long cape around the boy and carried him away.
The Battousai watched the small bit of effection that Hito showed towards him. He wondered how he could see this when he never remembered it? There was no way he could be able to tell if Hito did what he just did. Maybe it was his mind guessing? Or rather hoping for this to be true. Hito would never show effection.... would he?
The battousai shook his head. He was acting strangely again. Before he could jerk himself awake, he felt the force pull him again. He was pulled into another scene from his childhood.
"Shinta! SHINTA! DAMMIT BOY! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" Shouted a voice that was demanding and deep. It came from a rather tall man with braod shoulders. His black hair was drapped down his back and pulled into a low pony-tail. His bangs barely grazed the tops of his eyes. His face, stern but young looking. He looked maybe 29. If that. His white cape drapped down from shoulder armor, down to his ankles. A jug of Sake hanging on his belt. A Katana in his hand, held strenly as he called for the boy named 'Shinta'.
"Coming Master Hito!" Called out a young voice. It was his own. It was the Battousai's. The Battousai knew it as soon as he heard it. He was standing on the side-lines, watching everything happen. A boy came into view. He was carring two large buckets of water in each hand. His red hair stuck to his face because of all the sweat his body was producing. His purple eyes, lively, even though he was tired. Determination in them. His hands full of sores and blisters. His hands were also bleeding in a few places. Probably from the blisters opening. His dark blue gi clung to him like a second skin because of the sweat. Small blood stains were coated on the boy's Gi.
His sandal's worn down so much so, that it could not protect his feet at all. The Battousai, shifted in his stance because of this. He remembered the pain those worn out sandal's caused him.
The boy ran all the way to his Master, careful not to let even a single drop of water fall from the bucket. He placed the bucket's in front of his master and bowed. His Master looked at the bucket's full of water. Blood was dropped into the buckets from the boy's hand. Blood was soaked into the ropes that went around the buckets as handles.
The Master kicked over both buckets and looked at the boy's slightly shocked face. "You spilled blood in them. Go, and fetch CLEAN water."
The boy grudgly picked up the buckets. He had half a mind to yell at the Master, but held himself back. He knew better then that.
"Shinta. I didn't say now. Place the buckets down and wash your hands." He ordered the boy.
The boy nearly jumped for joy, or he tried too. Hard to tell. He was so tired. He quickly obeyed the Master's new orders. he dipped his hands into the cool water of the near-by stream. Blood washed off as he let them soak for a few minutes. He never thought cold water would feel so good!
"SHINTA! I DIDN'T SAY TAKE ALL DAY! GET BACK HERE!" He yelled at his pupil.
"HAI MASTER!" Shinta yelled back, quickly getting up and running all the way back to his master. He bowed at his Master, before looking the tall man in the eyes. "Hai?"
"Now, it's time for your favorite training." he started, earning a small groan from his pupil. "Meet me by the waterfall."
"Hai hai." The boy said with a slight groan. The Master glared at the boy. "Master Hito."
"Better. Now, Baka. Go, fetch the water and this time don't get blood in the bucket. Then, meet me by the waterfall. I'll add an extra hour to our training because of your complaining." Said the Master and with that, he turned on his heel and left the boy to do what he was ordered.
Shinta stared for a few seconds, blinking stupidly. Then he kicked the dirt. "Damn. Master Hito got me again."
The Battousai remembered all of this very well. He got his Master back for that when he knocked the Man's favorite bottle of Sake onto the ground during a fight and broke it. The Master was well pasted pissed off with him, but he didn't care. He had gotten the man back.
The Battousai felt like he was being pulled. He turned around to see what was there. Another scene was playing out for the Battousai's eyes to watch. It was of his past. A memory he would rather forget.
*SLASH!*
The creature fell to the ground with a dull thud. It's blood spilled across the ground, being soaked with the water around them. It was raining, but the Battousai didn't get wet from his position.
The Boy standing over the dead body was himself. At the age of 13. This was his first kill. It nearly broke him to watch such violence. After years of killing after this one, he now had the stomach to watch people die. The Battousai looked at his younger self.
He was just a few inches shorter then his height right now. His had two Katana's on his belt. One was longer then the other. The short one was used as both a short distance battle, or a back-up. The longer sword was used almost always.
His magenta Gi was sprinkled with blood. At that point, the Battousai wondered if his Gi's were ever free of blood. The boy's red hair was tied into a high pony-tail. His bangs graced his high cheek. The boy swung his sword with enough force to make the blood come off of the blade, cleaning it. He then went to put away his sword, only to be attacked from behind.
The boy moved in time, but was marked by the blade on his cheek. Blood dripped from the open wound. The boy payed no mind to the wound, only surviving this fight. The person before him, was not a man. It was a woman! She held somewhat, high classed beauty. She wore the usual Gi, but with an under gi to conceal her chest from view. Her Katana raised and ready for more blood. She brung it back and licked the blood from the blade.
"I taste fear." She said with a slightly huskey voice. She was a Vampire.
"I fear nothing, Vampire." The boy answered back to the female. He raised his own Katana. "I am the Battousai. I am fear."
The Vampire chuckled at the boy. "You are Fear itself? A great Battousai?"
The boy did not speak, but used his swift speed to his advantage. He brought his blade down onto the Vampire's head. She blocked it with her Katana. "It is no use Boy."
The boy jumped back, getting ready to attack the woman one more time. He knew he could defeat her. She wasn't as skilled as he was. She just had a bit more speed then he did. That was all.
"A boy is never as good as his mother." Said the creature.
The boy's eyes opened wide in shock. "What do you know about my mother?!" he clentched his teeth. How dare a creature talk about his mother like she knew her! How dare she!
"Because." She answered, turning her blade, getting ready to strike again. "I am your mother."
That shocked him to the core. The Battousai knew it already. he was fighting his mother as a vampire. His mother was turned into a vampire that one night. When the Vampire Enishi tripped, his bloody wrist fell ontop of her mouth. His blood slipped into her mouth making her a vampire.
The Battousai nearly cried out. Why was this happening? Why was his past suddenly coming back to hunt him like this? He didn't want to finish this scene!
"NOOOOO!!" He yelled before the scene could finish.
~~~End of Dream/Flash Back~~~
The Battousai opened his eyes widely, only to find swirls of different tints of blue, eyes looking at him. Concern was hidden within the eyes, the Battousai registered before anything else.
He nearly pulled his Katana out and slaughtered the person who dared to get that close to him, when he noticed where he was and who it was that was looking at him.
"Himura-Sami? Are you alright? You look like you were having a nightmare." Kaoru said to him.
"I'm fine Kaoru-Dono. Just a bad dream." he answered to the young girl. She frowned at him, as if she didn't believe him. He now took notice of where she really was. She was sitting him his lap. His sword was removed from his being and placed across the room. It was out of the reach of Yahiko, who was vainly tring to get the sword down with a stick. To his luck, the stick broke when it made contact with the shealth.
Kaoru stared at him with her big blue eyes. "I don't believe you. You're bleeding." She pointed to his face. he reached up a hand and touched the scar. It was infact bleeding.
It happened whenever he had these flash backs. He payed no mind to it now and looked at Kaoru. "I'm alright. What time is it?"
"It's night time, Himura-Sami. You slept all day!" She whined, as if he missed something really important. "I was going to wake you up, but you looked so peaceful, so I didn't. Then, you started to mumble things and your scar started to bleed. I didn't want you to have a nightmare."
The Battousai put a hand on Kaoru's head. "It's alright now Kaoru-Dono. I'm awake. Why don't you fetch Misao and Yahiko? I'll make you all some dinner before I go out for awhile."
Her eyes widen. "Where are you going Himura-Sami?"
"Just to the local Taloon. I'll be back before you know it. Then, maybe.. I'll even play that game you were talking about earlier." He said to her, making her eyes light up. She nodded happily, then bounced off the fetch Misao and Yahiko. Misao was outside and Yahiko just stepped outside.
He started to worry. With all the vampires around here, the childern could easily be taken. He may not be human anymore, but he still had some emotions left. Not much, but some.
A scream brought him to his feet. It was Misao's voice, followed by a shout from Kaoru. He ran to his sword and picked it up, then using his god-like speed, ran out of the house into the surrounding forrest. He stopped when he made out four shadows. Three of them being childern and one big one, being an adult.
The adult was a vampire. He had Misao by her colar. She kicked the creature in the face, shouting at him to let her go. Kaoru was hanging onto his leg, biting him. Yahiko was throwing rocks and sticks at the creature's head. If it weren't life threatening, the Battousai would have laughed at the vampire's position.
He took out his sword and glared at the vampire. "Let them go." He warned the vampire with a stern voice. Kaoru stopped bitting the man's leg and looked at him. Her eyes were wide.
"Him..Himura-sami?" She questioned, looking at the amber-eyed man infront of her. She had never been afraid of Himura before, but this look... it scared her somewhat. But she knew that he wasn't angry at her. He was angry at the bad man who was hurting her friend.
The vampire glared back at the Battousai. "And who are you suppose to be?"
"The Battousai." He answered sternly. The vampire gasped. "Let them go or else."
The vampire dropped Misao. Misao kicked the man in the shin for good messure before running behind Himura's legs. Yahiko also ran behind Himura. Kaoru, stood her ground and glared at the vampire. The Battousai was impressed with the girl's courage, but was also pissed that she wouldn't move out of the way.
"Kaoru-Dono. Take the others and go to the house. NOW!" He commanded. Kaoru pouted towards him, before obeying. She grabbed Yahiko's hand and lead him and Misao back to the house.
"Has the Battousai grown soft for those childern?" the vampire asked with a snicker.
"Maybe. Demo, you won't be around to tell anyone." He said, running to the vampire and slicing him in half. He then cleaned his blade and walked back to the house.
When he got inside, the childern ran up to him.
"Himura-Sami. What happened to the bad man?" Yahiko asked him.
Misao and Yahiko tugged on his pant legs. Kaoru simply gave him a smile from her seat.
"I told him to leave you alone. He agreed and left." He lied to the childern. "Demo, don't go that way anymore, or go outside at nightfall. I don't want any bad guys getting you again."
They all nodded. "We'll be careful from now on Himura-Sami." Said Misao.
"Besides, we shouldn't go outside at all! Okiha-San is still searching for us." Yahiko blurted out. Misao knocked him on the head.
"Yahiko-Chan! You baka!" She commented to him.
Yahiko started sobbing from the soft blow to his head. The Battousai nearly groaned. What a whinner. Then, he remembered what Yahiko just said. "Who is Okiha-San?"
Kaoru sighed. "He's the man from the placement of childern. He's from the government. We don't want to be seperated from each other. That's why we don't tell anyone we are here and we stay close to here."
"Demo, how did you end up here?" The Battousai questioned. Their sad looks said it all. The Battousai suddenly remembered something that happened about a month ago in Kyoto. Part of the place was over-run by vampires. They all went on a killing streak, but it was rumored that they didn't kill any of the childern. They merely made them into slaves. These could be the survivors of that attack. "The Va-.. I mean Bad men, took away your parents didn't they?"
They all nodded. Misao started sobbing along with Yahiko. Kaoru held back her tears.
"Gomen. I wish I could help." Said the Battousai with all respects to the childern. They had been throught about the same thing he was through when he was a child. They had their parents killed by vampires. It was too common now adays for childern to be parentless.
He tilted his head to the side in a thoughtful way, tring to make the childern stop cring. He did the one thing that was sure to make them all stop cring. He saw the same log he nearly tripped over a few times today. He sighed. Anything to get them to stop cring. He walked over to it and tripped on purpose over to log. He let out an 'Oro' as he did.
When he hit the ground, the childern looked at him. Then, their faces started to lighten up before they all started laughing. The Battousai sat up and rubbing his head. It didn't hurt that much, but it did hurt. He looked at the laughing childern. He almsot sighed again.
'When did I become such a weakling that I hurt myself to make childern laugh?' He asked himself. He looked over at the laughing Kaoru. He almost smiled. He knew that he would do anything to see that child laugh and be happy. He didn't know why, but... he had a feeling about her.
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Yumi woke up to the chripping of the night creatures outside of the taloon. She sat up and looked at her wounds. Her ankle was already healing nicely. One gain about being a vampire, you heal very fast. She looked around to find herself in the same place as Shishio had placed her. The door was cracked open, with light shinning in from the Taloon.
A figure walked into the room. It was Shishio. He came to her side and sat down. "How do you feel?"
"Bored. Stiff. Burnt." She said, trying to un-knot her muscles. Her leg had a cramp in it. She reached down and started to deeply rub into the muscle, tring to stop the pain from traveling up her leg. She could take the pain, but if she didn't have to, she wouldn't. Her muscle was contracting in an odd manner.
Shishio saw her struggle to stop the muscle from contracting. He reached forward and started to message the area for her instead of her tring to reach there herself. Yumi pulled her hands back and let him work on her leg.
Shishio, this time, didn't miss the little sensations that traveled in his body where he made contact with Yumi. He didn't let this bother him in his work though.
"Where is Tomoe-San?" Yumi questioned, tring to fight the sudden urge to show Shishio what she was really made of.
"I sent her ahead to the area near Kyoto to settle a few vampire problems. I also sent Jiro-san with her. He's better then nothing." Shishio said, also glad he had something to distract him from the sensations.
"Nani? Then who is running the Taloon?" Yumi questioned. It's not that she was worried about the stinky old place, it's just that she now had something to talk about.
"I am." He answered. She just looked at him. "Nani? You think I can't run this place?"
"Exactly. You can't even pour Sake, let alone run the whole Taloon." She said, rolling her eyes at Shishio.
He frowned at her. "I can too, Yumi-San. It can't be that hard." Then he thought for a second. He completely forgot about the customers in the other room. "I'll be right back." He quickly got up to give the drinks he left on the counter to the forgotten customers.
Yumi sighed. "Men."
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I did a quick update. Sorry for the chapter being short! Well, short compared to the last chapter. I meant for it to be longer but I wanted to update before I went on vacation. I'm going to visit my grandparents for awhile. They don't have a computer. So, I figured I'd hurry with this chapter so you all didn't have to wait so long for the next update.
Sorry for the mispelled words. I'll correct them when I get back from vacation! Just leave me a note in the review the mispelled words and I'll correct them. Thank you!! Please review!
Jap. Terms for those who don't know.
Gi-The name for a jap. shirt
Eto..:Ummm... huh..
Hai-Yes
Iie-No
Demo-But, However
kisama-Bastard
Gaki- rugrat, anklebiter, little person
Oi-Hey (Some people say it's translated into 'Wow'. Though, I'm not sure. I'm pretty positive it's 'Hey'.)
Nani-What?
Arigato- thank you
sayonara-Good bye
Name endings.
-San :It's basically like saying Mr. or Miss. or Mrs. It's used for someone you respect.
-Chan :Friends use it. Kinda like a pet name. Or little.
-Sami :Used for Gods, or highly respected people. Lords, Masters, etc...
-Dono :Princess.
